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Cat flew on Klac, squishing more than seventy men with his body. She punched the man trying to escape from Klac's body with an iron gauntlet. He screamed, finally dead. She went to go help the people in the burning building, carrying them out. There was a small child, a girl about five. She held her close, smiling. "I won't let anyone hurt you." she said, putting her on Klac. The others were a male teen, older woman, a midwife, and seemed the midwife's husband. "Come on my dragon, I can help." she said, climbing on him.

Brock watched the chaos, running outside. A female teen clung to his knee, and she helped him up, slicing the soldier trying to attack her again in half. The female winced, shuddering. "The bloody traitor." she whispered, as Brock held her up bridal style, and brought her to his house. He got his bandages out. He wrapped her carefully, making her have as less pain as possible. He let her sleep on his cot, watching her carefully.